Sunday

Fidel Castro

So you wanna know if I ever get upset
Knowing I can’t talk to you about anything
Wanna know if I ever really cared
Or ever got scared
Of the day you would go away
And never be back to say
Everything that you said the wrong way

You don’t wanna know my insides
But you refuse not to perfect my outs
And you’d slam it all
In to my face
Because it was all at the wrong pace
For you
Who
Never gave a damn never had a plan
To see me grow
Never spoke the words and sucked up all my pride
The day you took that stride towards perfection
And tomorrow will be hard and you will be so far

Tomorrow you are leaving and I’m gonna feel like shit
Knowing I could have stopped all of it

So tell me have these city lights shown you anything
About me you never knew
Just like that German brew
Helped you find your way out of my mother’s heart
And tear our family apart

So tell me does it sting
To say you’re everything I’ll never be
But come one on and take one look at me
Erase that awful memory
Paint a new picture to see

Tomorrow you are leaving and I’m gonna feel like shit
Knowing I could have stopped all of it
Don’t leave me this way

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